He has, I believe, indeed, had his spies about me;
for he seems to know every thing that has befallen me in my absence from
Selby House.
He has dared also to threaten somebody else. Insolent wretch! But he
hinted to me yesterday, that he was exceedingly pleased with the news,
that a certain gentleman was gone abroad, in order to prosecute a former
amour, was the light wretch's as light expression. If my indignant eyes
could have killed him, he would have fallen dead at my feet.
Let the constant and true respects of all my friends to you and yours,
and to my beloved Emily, be always, for the future, considered as very
affectionately expressed, whether the variety of other subjects leaves
room for a particular expression of them, or not, by, my dearest Lady
G----,
Your faithful, and ever-obliged
HARRIET BYRON.
LETTER XL
LADY G----, TO MISS BYRON
SATURDAY, MAY 6.
I thank you, Harriet, for yours. What must your fellows think of you?
In this gross age, your delicacy must astonish them. There used to be
more of it formerly. But how should men know any thing of it, when women
have forgot it? Lord be thanked, we females, since we have been admitted
into so constant a share of the public diversions, want not courage. We
can give the men stare for stare wherever we meet them. The next age,
nay, the rising generation, must surely be all heroes and heroines.
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